I went to the park again today. The road leading to it was magical, the trees all gold, golden leaves covering the blacktop. It was like something from a fantasy painting. Leaves were falling, again in gold. The colours this year have a startling, almost liquid clarity.
I’m a useless photographer, I can never catch light–which is what interests me most–but here a quick shot through my office window this morning. Imagine those colours blazing, which is how they should look.
The light has been remarkable all day. It just poured with rain. Now the sun is out again. The birds are quiet. The garden needs some tidying and pruning. Instead, I’m going to make a cup of tea, eat a piece of chocolate, and go tidy and prune what I have of Hild so far. I hope you’re all having a lovely Sunday.